Medium · Visual Calculus ≥ 4
He's assessing the situation. How long ago was it abandoned.
Intellect
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
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He's assessing the situation. How long ago was it abandoned.
I don't know? Sleeping? What do people do under boats? This is merely a measurement from your visual cortex, do with it what you want.
Great news -- the boat is big enough for a grown man like you to fit underneath it in a supine position.
Sleeping. Was it not decided that you're a hobocop -- more hobo than cop -- or was that fine irony that your visual cortex somehow misunderstood?
No, wait -- sorry. My bad. There's a rotting dog carcass under there and old fish too. You wouldn't fit next to the mummified canine's mausoleum.
There was a mail delivery box in the plaza, near the corner of the bookstore.
It's going to be awfully close to the already existing buildings. Almost wall to wall, practically integrating them into the youth centre.
Smooth reflective surface... are these the gloves you're looking for?
No. That won't be necessary. Look closer. The gun, all three barrels, red and blue light shining through -- it's not loaded.
There's something on the sea ice there.
Track his gaze. He's looking out past the broken wall, toward the opposite side of the Bay...
Many tall buildings, belonging to a district whose name escapes you.
It's definitely not holding. Those matchboxes are stacked so haphazardly it's like they want them to collapse.
His eyes are tracing an invisible line back and forth from your jacket to his companion.
There's no way it should stay up like that. How is the weight being distributed?
It's about four-and-a-half kilometres from your position, you estimate.
In what must have been Semenine.